Authors Notes:
This was my first serious attempt at fanfiction of any kind, therefore it is a little shaky. Mucho love to my wonderful beta, Chrissy. Much angsty inspiration from Linkin Park of all bands.
Enjoy!
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Draco sat up in bed. It was early morning and the sun was tracing a line down the bed. It was lighting Hermione from behind, causing her hair to light up like a halo. Draco looked at her tenderly for a second before he realized that Liam must be around. Draco leapt out of bed, pulling the sheets back into place. Hermione stirred and looked up at him through sleepy eyes. "Nice dream?" he asked her with a smile, sitting down on the side of the bed. Hermione smiled sheepishly back but suddenly her eyes widened and she sat straight up. "Liam!" she said in surprise. Draco spun around and saw Liam walking through the door of Draco's large closet. "Er, sorry, got a bit lost I think." Liam muttered. "No, I meant you to end up in there." Draco said under his breath.
Liam walked quickly to Hermione's side. "Are you alright?" he said as he sat down, looking at her with a concerned face. "How has the hospitality been?" he chuckled.
Draco felt a surge of anger rising up but he decided to ignore it. His ears went pink instead. "...Now, how are you feeling? A bit better eh? Well I think I should still run a few tests..." Liam was talking to Hermione, who was now blushing furiously. "You must still have a fever; your face is quite flushed." Draco could tell that Hermione was stifling a laugh, she looked ten times better to him, although she did still seem a bit weak.
"...Ok now just relax, that's right, sit back...OK now just close your eyes. This may hurt a bit..."
Liam stood above Hermione, his wand in his hand, "Curatio!" he said, and a light blue powdery mist appeared out of his wand. The mist became thicker and thicker and seemed to hover above Hermione's body. Then, ever so slowly, parts of the mist turned red. "...ah, yes...I see. So, headache...must be from your fever...and your immune system is a bit weak...okay..." Liam waved his hand through the mist and it dispersed. A look of intense concentrated covered his face. His wand seemed to rattle in his hand, or was his hand shaking? All of a sudden he yelled "Curatio" in a strong voice and a blue light shot out of his wand. It created a large cloud of mist once again, but this one was charged with some kind of energy; it flashed as if little bits of lightning were inside it. The mist quietly hovered high above Hermione then Liam fixed his wand at it and lowered the mist until it settled on Hermione and instantly disappeared. "There!" he said with a sigh of exhaustion. Hermione opened her eyes and smiled at Liam. "You'll be fine now, I fixed your immune system; it wasn't really that damaged to begin with...Just a case of severe exhaustion." "Thanks Liam." Hermione said as she sat up. Then she looked from Liam, who was looking quite drained and had put his wand away, to Draco, who was standing apprehensively at the foot of the bed, his arms folded over his bare chest.
Draco seemed to take a hint and rushed off to find a shirt. He came back to see Hermione climbing out of bed, Liam putting his cloak around her shoulders. Once again, anger, or maybe jealousy rose in Draco, but he gritted his teeth and forced it down.
"I think it's time we got her back home," Liam said, his hands resting on Hermione's shoulders. "Her parents won't believe the old Ron excuse for long."
Hermione blushed again, looking guiltily at Draco. He tried to smile at her but anger was rising within him so all he could muster was a sort of bizarre cross between a smile and a grimace. "Draco, I need you to go to sleep first, and then you will need to draw Hermione in. I'll put her to sleep. Just concentrate on her as much as you can and she should appear, and she should be awake. I will transport myself after she's gone. OK?"
Draco nodded. How he was going to get to sleep with Liam Latchbolt in his house, with Hermione, he didn't know. He sat down on his bedside chair and tried to get comfortable. "This might be a bit difficult." he growled at Liam. "No it won't." Liam took out his wand and smiled as he pointed it right at Draco's face. "Reverie...!" Liam shouted an incantation but Draco couldn't catch it all; for at that exact moment, a bolt of purple light came rushing straight towards him.
This was my first serious attempt at fanfiction of any kind, therefore it is a little shaky. Mucho love to my wonderful beta, Chrissy. Much angsty inspiration from Linkin Park of all bands.
Enjoy!
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Draco sat up in bed. It was early morning and the sun was tracing a line down the bed. It was lighting Hermione from behind, causing her hair to light up like a halo. Draco looked at her tenderly for a second before he realized that Liam must be around. Draco leapt out of bed, pulling the sheets back into place. Hermione stirred and looked up at him through sleepy eyes. "Nice dream?" he asked her with a smile, sitting down on the side of the bed. Hermione smiled sheepishly back but suddenly her eyes widened and she sat straight up. "Liam!" she said in surprise. Draco spun around and saw Liam walking through the door of Draco's large closet. "Er, sorry, got a bit lost I think." Liam muttered. "No, I meant you to end up in there." Draco said under his breath.
Liam walked quickly to Hermione's side. "Are you alright?" he said as he sat down, looking at her with a concerned face. "How has the hospitality been?" he chuckled.
Draco felt a surge of anger rising up but he decided to ignore it. His ears went pink instead. "...Now, how are you feeling? A bit better eh? Well I think I should still run a few tests..." Liam was talking to Hermione, who was now blushing furiously. "You must still have a fever; your face is quite flushed." Draco could tell that Hermione was stifling a laugh, she looked ten times better to him, although she did still seem a bit weak.
"...Ok now just relax, that's right, sit back...OK now just close your eyes. This may hurt a bit..."
Liam stood above Hermione, his wand in his hand, "Curatio!" he said, and a light blue powdery mist appeared out of his wand. The mist became thicker and thicker and seemed to hover above Hermione's body. Then, ever so slowly, parts of the mist turned red. "...ah, yes...I see. So, headache...must be from your fever...and your immune system is a bit weak...okay..." Liam waved his hand through the mist and it dispersed. A look of intense concentrated covered his face. His wand seemed to rattle in his hand, or was his hand shaking? All of a sudden he yelled "Curatio" in a strong voice and a blue light shot out of his wand. It created a large cloud of mist once again, but this one was charged with some kind of energy; it flashed as if little bits of lightning were inside it. The mist quietly hovered high above Hermione then Liam fixed his wand at it and lowered the mist until it settled on Hermione and instantly disappeared. "There!" he said with a sigh of exhaustion. Hermione opened her eyes and smiled at Liam. "You'll be fine now, I fixed your immune system; it wasn't really that damaged to begin with...Just a case of severe exhaustion." "Thanks Liam." Hermione said as she sat up. Then she looked from Liam, who was looking quite drained and had put his wand away, to Draco, who was standing apprehensively at the foot of the bed, his arms folded over his bare chest.
Draco seemed to take a hint and rushed off to find a shirt. He came back to see Hermione climbing out of bed, Liam putting his cloak around her shoulders. Once again, anger, or maybe jealousy rose in Draco, but he gritted his teeth and forced it down.
"I think it's time we got her back home," Liam said, his hands resting on Hermione's shoulders. "Her parents won't believe the old Ron excuse for long."
Hermione blushed again, looking guiltily at Draco. He tried to smile at her but anger was rising within him so all he could muster was a sort of bizarre cross between a smile and a grimace. "Draco, I need you to go to sleep first, and then you will need to draw Hermione in. I'll put her to sleep. Just concentrate on her as much as you can and she should appear, and she should be awake. I will transport myself after she's gone. OK?"
Draco nodded. How he was going to get to sleep with Liam Latchbolt in his house, with Hermione, he didn't know. He sat down on his bedside chair and tried to get comfortable. "This might be a bit difficult." he growled at Liam. "No it won't." Liam took out his wand and smiled as he pointed it right at Draco's face. "Reverie...!" Liam shouted an incantation but Draco couldn't catch it all; for at that exact moment, a bolt of purple light came rushing straight towards him.